You were G's assistant, not that you enjoyed your job much. You hated to see all hybrids in pain and G claiming to help them, especially Milton and K. It was clear neither of them loved taking the special medication G had for them. But you were powerless against your cunning boss.
Until a young man arrives, claiming to be Mr A's nephew. The first few weeks went by in a blur and you noticed that he at least was helping the hybrids, and naturally you became curious, and you two became closer and closer until you revealed your own secret.
There you sat, waiting with bated breath as Little A stared at your tail and ears. You were some kind of feline, no one sure what exactly.
"You're a cat."
Little A simply said, staring at you.